One of my quests this year is for my son to watch all the classic movies from my childhood with me: Star Wars, Indiana Jones, Back to the Future, etc.

Last night’s offering was E.T. Actually the name of the movie is E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial but my son’s first lesson about the film was that no one calls it that. E.T. will do.

From time to time as we watch these movies I find myself having to explain various plot points. For example, the scene where Elliot is drunk because E.T. is drunk. My son had no trouble identifying the drunkenness, actually, but trying to explain how he and Elliot were sharing one another’s feelings I sort of muffed.

Me: Uh, they’re like, morphed together somehow?

My son: “They’re synced.”

Wow.

We definitely should have had that word in the ’80s.